Edison High School - Wizard Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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FACULTY

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ATIBBA Go thou and hear to me. O Genii strange, The lore of the mysterious ancient sage. The calm endurance of the patient Job. The quiet kindness of the gentle monk. Then with my magic art. a potion strong. Ill mix with greatest care and labor sore, Until before me come the forms and shapes. Of our learned ones, our well-loved teachers dear.

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BAC K HOW—Becdle Carlson Gerard Dunn Cook El toe 11 Cole Gould Hedges Harroun Buckle MIDDLE ROW—Ballou Donovan Denison Aim Curran Crilehett Erickson Hayes Ber Erickson Benner Fleming FRONT ROW—Bruce Gray Case Christiansen Dick Bryant Gillies Challman M. Johnson Carney Corser Cockburn Braden Gibson Erb Edson THE FACULTY THE faculty meets at sundry and odd times—around the postoffice boxes in the morning, in room 314 to make programs, sometimes at lunch, or Monday afternoons in whatever room the bulletin says—and grades and fails, honor students and plans, rules and methods all come up for discussion (bobbed hair even gets its innings). But three times this year the faculty has met away from school with none of these subjects in mind. On September the thirteenth, ninety broiled T-bone steaks were consumed by the faculty and their families at Glen-wood Park. On little red hot fires, steaks sizzled and coffee sent its fragrant aroma into the chill air. Autumn colorings. rustling leaves, a lovely sunset fed the souls of those who found mere steaks and coffee inadequate; there were none, it may be added, who scorned them altogether. As darkness came down, singing around a blazing bonfire occupied the majority; the minority searched industriously for the cutlery some enterprising cleaner-up had put in the fire. Miss Cockburn invited the women of the faculty to tea at her home on December the seventeenth. They talked by the fire in a gracious, flower-laden atmosphere and drank tea amidst a chatter of Christmas plans. Mr. Cook, with the good excuse for calling for his wife, came late and was prevailed upon to go to the tea table. Next morning he found this bit on his desk: “There was a young man so benighted He didn't know when he was slighted. He went to a party And ate just as hearty As though he’d been really invited.'' On March the thirteenth (teachers it will be noticed have no superstitions about thirteen; they will all start on their vacations on Friday the thirteenth this year) the Edison faculty entertained the staff of the Child Guidance Clinic. After a pleasant dinner in the delightful atmosphere of the Glenwood chateau to the accompaniment of music by the Edison Girls' Orchestra, that near classic. “She Thinks She Smells Smoke. was given by faculty members, and Dr. Lawson G. I.owrey spoke about his work and its relation to the schools. Page 10